The Love Games

Chapter 1

Gale's Confession

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games!

Knock, knock, knock.

I woke up, startled by the sound. I sat up in my bed, feeling a little dizzy. I yawned and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. It felt weird being woken up this early on a weekend. I always slept in.

"Who is it?" I said. My voice was so quiet that I could barely hear myself. It was probably Prim or my mother, but they didn't normally come in this early. Who would want to talk to me this early in the morning?

"It's me." A male voice said.

"Um...come in." My heart started beating faster. I probably made the wrong decision to let the person in, but it was too late now.

The doorknob was turning. I could hear the door creaking as it opened slowly. I was relieved when I saw who it was.

"Gale? What are you doing here at six o'clock in the morning? You woke me up." Gale had never done this before. It must be something important.

"Oh, hi, Katniss, sorry I interrupted your slumber. Is this a bad time to talk?" he asked very casually and calm.

"Well, now that I'm up, you can talk. What's the matter?" I let out a big yawn. Maybe then he would see just how tired I was. I crossed my arms over my chest and raised my eyebrows slightly, waiting for an answer.

"I came to confess my love to you!" he said with a big smile. His arms were wide open, like he wanted a hug.

"What?" I said, with a little bit of anger in my voice. Clearly, I'm not a morning person.

"Well, you heard me. Yes, I know it's completely out of the blue and a little odd, but I just couldn't wait to tell you!" He was pacing around the bedroom moving his arms around in big movements, like he was telling a story.

"Gale—"

"No, don't speak," he said, interrupting me by putting his hand over my mouth. "I think I'm much better for you than that fool named Peeta. I don't think you should hang around him anymore."

"Gale, he's not a fool, he's my friend." I said, trying to get a point across.

"I have to say, I get a bit jealous when you're with him." He turned away from me facing the door.

"Whoa, don't you think this is all a little too weird? You're standing in my room while I'm not even properly dressed, trying to confess your love to me and saying that I shouldn't hang around Peeta!" I was starting to get really angry now. My face was getting hot and I could tell it was going red. Gale didn't do strange things like this. He couldn't tell me what do to! He'd never acted this way before. This was a side of Gale that I'd never seen before and I wished I hadn't. Peeta had always stayed calm, even when you knew he was mad. I was trying to stay calm, like he does, but I couldn't. If only he were here right now.

Suddenly, the door barged open. All that was there was a shadow of a person in the dark hallway. Gale turned his head to look at me and then turned back to stare at the figure. The person took one step forward into the light of the bedroom. I could now see very clearly who the person was.

"Is everything alright?" Peeta asked, looking at me with a worried expression on his face. His voice had a bit of an angry tone. When he saw that Gale was in the room, he gave him a glare.

"Uh oh." Gale said, swallowing hard.